Mr. Wen's wife is a group favorite

Gu Qingzhou has been resting at home after marriage, and found a lot of fun for herself, such as taking the initiative to cook and bake, learning flower art...

In particular, this flower arrangement can not only rest and rejuvenate, but also exercise one's interest, and those delicate and beautiful flowers become colorful and beautiful in my own hands.

She likes the blue enchantress and baby's breath very much. No matter which illustrator teaches her, it is always necessary to match those two colors. Unknowingly, the house is full of various flowers.

Wen Ruoqian naturally let her go, as long as she was happy, not to mention learning art, it must be a good thing.

It's just that every day when he goes home, he is forced to comment on various flowers and rack his brains to find all kinds of words. For the first time in his life, he feels that his Chinese is not good, and he is a little short of words.

When he came home that day, he saw Gu Qingzhou playing with a vase, and there were a few small flowers in it, which were extraordinarily colorful, like fake flowers.

She looked at Wen Ruoqian with a smile on her face, as if she was showing off, "Look, isn't this flower color good? This bouquet has been specially processed, and it looks breathtakingly beautiful."

Wen Ruoqian nodded again and again, took a sip from the coffee cup, "It's really good. May I ask when Madam Wen will be a teacher?"

Gu Qingzhou patted him on the shoulder lightly, and the two snuggled together sweetly, chatting about the topic in a relaxed manner.

"This kind of day is really too happy, like a dream..."

He hummed in agreement, took a deep sniff of Gu Qingzhou, which was full of flower fragrance, and sighed from time to time, "It's better to live like this, I don't want to leave home anymore, I can't wait to sit and eat and die."

These words made Gu Qingzhou chuckle constantly, the dignified president of Wen's Group, decisive in killing and planning, winning a decisive victory thousands of miles away.It is really surprising that he can still say such chivalrous and tender words now.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the children in the family are still young, and you want to retreat to the second line, so our family is probably going to drink the northwest wind."

The warm chat between the two made everything better. When Qianqian came home, he was surprised to see his parents leaning together and throwing dog food, but because he had seen too much, he was completely numb.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back." The teenage boy, because of his good nutrition, grew very tall, and stood out from the crowd in school.

Gu Qingzhou got up quickly, took his hand and began to introduce today's flower arrangement, "Qianqian, don't you study art, help mom refer, is there anything that needs improvement?"

Qianqian smiled innocently, still the same as when I was a child, my mother is the best in my heart, so no matter what I do, it is right.

"Mom, don't you believe your eyesight? My father said yes, it is absolutely impeccable."

What he said made Gu Qingzhou very happy, and he kept patting him on the shoulder and praising him, "It's better to be modest, I always love my mother so much, it really is my little angel."

After she finished speaking, she kissed her cheek hard, the sudden movement made Qianqian's face flushed, he covered his face and looked at Wen Ruoqian with a meaningful expression.

The family of three happily finished their meal, and they all did their own things. Gu Qingzhou has recently been obsessed with flower arrangement and can't extricate himself. Now he is starting to watch video tutorials and start thinking about art.

Holding the drawing board, Qianqian happened to think of a competition organized by the school recently. He glanced at Gu Qingzhou and his heart moved.

He deliberately moved in front of Gu Qingzhou, chatted with her casually, and watched her attentively with sharp eyes.

"Mom, you are so beautiful, and many classmates envy me." He boasted sincerely, with pure and innocent eyes, revealing his pride.

Gu Qingzhou smiled sweetly, her heart was full of sweetness, "Our family is so modest and well-behaved, it can make my mother happy every day."

Qianqian observed for a while, found an excuse and quickly returned to the room, picked up a pen and drew a rough outline.

Early the next morning, he carried the drawing board on his back, sat alone in a secluded place, and completed the entries with a snake-like pace.I didn't want to participate, but now I have found inspiration, and everything becomes easier.

The drawing contest came to fruition soon. Qianqian's untouched painting won the first prize, which caused a sensation in a large area, especially when their school specially called this painting "Mother". When it was uploaded to the official website, it was immediately circulated, and many people came here admiringly.

No one expected that Gu Qingzhou's fans would all rush over and repost comments one after another, instantly igniting the entertainment circle, and once rushed to the top of the hot search.Many people who eat melons are amazed by the woman in the painting. The delicate and emotional brushstrokes have drawn the woman's every move, which is extremely beautiful.

"I didn't expect that Goddess Gu Qingzhou actually cultivated her body at home?"

"A goddess is a goddess. No matter what you do, you can look as beautiful as a fairy. It's really admirable."

"This is my idol, she has been back to the family for a long time, I miss her so much! Many fans are going crazy, you come back quickly."

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These good audience popularity naturally attracted the attention of major directors, and they began to call Gu Qingzhou to discuss cooperation.

I was holding the painting at home and admiring it carefully. When I saw these phone numbers, I felt a little impatient, but I still picked it up politely.

"Hello, Director Li, I may disappoint you. I may have to think about it recently."

She finally hung up one, and the others came one after another, which was very annoying, but all her words were the same, so she had to think about it.

Wen Ruoqian came home from get off work this day, and saw Gu Qingzhou, who was frowning, staring at the phone screen in a daze, and walked over in surprise.

"What's the matter, there is no flower arrangement today, why is it uncomfortable?"

Gu Qingzhou shook his head, tugged at his arm distressedly and said: "Many directors are looking for me to film today, but my reply is very ambiguous, I just want to wait for you to come back and discuss it."

Wen Ruoqian raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "You said those directors are looking for you again?"

She hummed for a moment, then sighed helplessly, "I don't know what to choose now, and I feel a little irritable for some reason."

Wen Ruoqian comforted her well, and with an idea in mind, he secretly found a screenwriter, wanting him to record his experience about Gu Qingzhou, and show him the script after polishing it.

After a few days, he quickly received the script and was very satisfied. At this time, he asked them to come forward to find Gu Qingzhou for filming.

All this was done secretly, and Gu Qingzhou knew nothing about it, so when they came to the door, they were stunned.

However, because the other party was very sincere, she agreed. After Qianqian returned home that night, the family of three happily raised their glasses to celebrate.